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Two amusing things happened tonight.
First, the building I work in has a fitness center for all the company employees. It's not very big, nor is it very busy so I like it a lot. Tonight I go in and there's this one other woman in there. I've seen her in there before but I've never run into her at work. She tends to go to all the different machines and does a few reps with a lot of weight for a short period of time. I got in, I put in my earphones, and listen to my iPod while I do time on the bike. She gets on the elliptical and must put it on the highest setting because she's really working at it. Ok, no problem. I'm listening to my tunes and biking up a hill. As she's doing her workout though, she's making these noises and honest to God, it sounds like she's in the throes of an orgasm! I'm afraid to turn around (the elliptical is behind the bike) for fear of what I might see. And I mean, she's loud and it's kind of squicking me out. Another guy came in and she moved over to the weights. The noise wasn't quite as bad - more like grunts and groans - but now when I go in there and she's in there, I'm not going to be able to look at her without bursting out laughing.
Second, I decide to call in an order to Moby Dick's, an excellent local kabob place, and pick it up on the way home. I do this so much that I have two Moby locations programmed into my cell phone. So I call the one close to work and say "I'd like to place and order for carry out", like I always do. Only the guy didn't understand the word, "Carry-out". He must have repeated it back to me three times before I finally said, "Carry-out. I come in and pick it up.". Then he got it. But in the meantime I can hear him repeating the word and the people behind him are repeating it back to him. So when I go and pick it up, I have to give him the last four digits of my cell phone (that's how they identify the order). So I give them to him. Now my cell # starts with a 0 so I say 0xxx. The same guy I spoke to on the phone is the one asking and he says, no, the last FOUR digits. I repeat the last four digits. He says no again. And this time I count them off on my fingers. He finally got it but while this was going on, the guy who was working behind him was smiling at me and shaking his head. Apparently, this happens a lot with this guy.
And yes, I did watch CSI tonight. But I'll put that under the cut.
( On with the show )
First, the building I work in has a fitness center for all the company employees. It's not very big, nor is it very busy so I like it a lot. Tonight I go in and there's this one other woman in there. I've seen her in there before but I've never run into her at work. She tends to go to all the different machines and does a few reps with a lot of weight for a short period of time. I got in, I put in my earphones, and listen to my iPod while I do time on the bike. She gets on the elliptical and must put it on the highest setting because she's really working at it. Ok, no problem. I'm listening to my tunes and biking up a hill. As she's doing her workout though, she's making these noises and honest to God, it sounds like she's in the throes of an orgasm! I'm afraid to turn around (the elliptical is behind the bike) for fear of what I might see. And I mean, she's loud and it's kind of squicking me out. Another guy came in and she moved over to the weights. The noise wasn't quite as bad - more like grunts and groans - but now when I go in there and she's in there, I'm not going to be able to look at her without bursting out laughing.
Second, I decide to call in an order to Moby Dick's, an excellent local kabob place, and pick it up on the way home. I do this so much that I have two Moby locations programmed into my cell phone. So I call the one close to work and say "I'd like to place and order for carry out", like I always do. Only the guy didn't understand the word, "Carry-out". He must have repeated it back to me three times before I finally said, "Carry-out. I come in and pick it up.". Then he got it. But in the meantime I can hear him repeating the word and the people behind him are repeating it back to him. So when I go and pick it up, I have to give him the last four digits of my cell phone (that's how they identify the order). So I give them to him. Now my cell # starts with a 0 so I say 0xxx. The same guy I spoke to on the phone is the one asking and he says, no, the last FOUR digits. I repeat the last four digits. He says no again. And this time I count them off on my fingers. He finally got it but while this was going on, the guy who was working behind him was smiling at me and shaking his head. Apparently, this happens a lot with this guy.
And yes, I did watch CSI tonight. But I'll put that under the cut.
( On with the show )
